"I'd like one of my colleagues to have a look at you. Would you mind removing any jewellery?"

"S-sure, Doctor."

I was surprised by the request, but removed my wedding band and silver earrings.

My doctor returned with a young man sporting a three-day beard.

"This is Mr Michaels," she said and stood back.

"Take a deep breath, please."

No chitchat. I inhaled deeply and as I exhaled I could swear he sniffed my breath.

"Can you raise both arms high?"

This was getting bizarre, but I complied. He definitely sniffed at my armpit!

"Doctor, what’s–"

"Does type II diabetes run in your family?" Mr Michaels cut me off.

"Yes, but the tests showed I didn't–"

"The tests will catch up in a few months." He turned to leave.

"Thank you Mr Michaels."

The doctor turned back to me. "Our early diagnostics have improved dramatically since we began hiring werewolves."

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